My dreams never make sense to me and I don’t usually spend too much time analysing them or try to find hidden messages my subconscious might be trying to send to me but this dream I had in the early hours of the morning had me a bit disturbed.
It’s an outdoor dream… lots of green grass and a small hilly section on my left which is fenced off with ordinary posts. There are some horses grazing here and it all seems very idyllic when I look towards the horizon and see a pack of lionesses coming towards the horses. I don’t know if their intent is to harm the horses but my first reaction is to scream for help. Like with every dream of mine where I scream for help, I just cannot bring myself to scream. No sound comes out and I’m beginning to panic. Suddenly I see Dream Girl and Googlee, hand in hand (that’s a first!) walking towards the lionesses. My attempts at screaming get frantic and I just can’t do anything to warn my children and save them. I start crying and then all of a sudden I’m at the Nairobi Law Court.
I see some familiar faces and sit down on the wooden bench and can’t see my lawyer anywhere. My ex-husband is right at the front giving a seemingly large packet to the judge and laughing and shaking hands with him. I have this sinking feeling in my heart and once again I try and shout to bring attention to what is going on and just can’t do it.
Then all of a sudden I’m in my old bedroom, the one that I used to have at my parents’ place and it got demolished when the house was brought down, and I’m sitting on the bed sobbing when someone knocks on the door and gives me a brown package about the size of a pillow. I open it and inside is a dustbin filled with things I had once upon a time given to someone who was, once upon a time, my closest friend. He’d packaged everything and sent it back in a dustbin.
So can you tell me what to make of this…?